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April Fools PART 3

[OUTSIDE OF THE IKEBUKURO GUILD]

Your party had arrived at the famous guild of all Toshima,The Ikebukuro Guild,whose members are full blooded fighters that fight everyday at an underground coloseum of the guild, There the guiild master Claude sits on his seat watching the gladiators fight to their hearts content,hearing the cheers of the audience and basking in triumph, 

Harumo: Whoah!, Its huge, Is this the Ikebukuro Guild.?

Shiro: Yes,Do you not remember?,This is the place where you rescued Kengo,

Kengo: Hey!,I wasn’t rescued,You came here just to convince me to comeback to school,

Harumo: Wow, I really rescued you Kengo?.

Kengo: No,you didn’t, Hey Shiro! stop lying to Harumo.

Shiro: If memory serves, he saved you during that exception incident.

Kengo: Ahhh, Fine,You annoying bookworm.

Shiro: What was that?!.

Ryota: Hey Kengo, What do exactly have in mind to help Harumo about his memories?.

Kengo: Didn’t i tell you, We go there,Harumo is gonna fight someone,Easy peasy.

Harumo: Do i really have a saying for this plan?.

Kengo: You’ll be fine,You’ve dealt much more worse than this.

Your party waik towards the entrance doors of the large building,When stopped by the guilds trusty guard dog and questioned.

Garmr: Stopped,Why Kengo here. Garmr no like you....

Harumo: Uhmmm Guys, who’s he.?

Kengo: Oh right, Thi-

With one word from your mouth,Garmr quickly realizes he’s master is here and jumped on top of Kengo and pounced at you,Licking you with excitement and tail wagging furiously to see he’s master infront of him.

Garmr: Master!, Garmr missed master,Garmr wants master to pet him.

Harumo: Okay... G-Good boy?

Moritaka: No, That compliment is not for you Moritaka,you must resist the temptation, Im a proud warrior.

Toji: Inuzuka, is something wrong?.

Moritaka: No,Nothing at all.

Garmr: Wait, Why master here?.

Kengo: Harumo is gonna fight someone.

Garmr: Master fight?!,Tell Snow now......

Garmr rushed to the building to inform Snow about a fight,That everyone will not missed,You however is getting nervous from it,since you’re gonna fight someone inorder for you to summon your sacred artifact.

Kengo: Welp, Lets go in.

Harumo: Wait,already?.

Kengo: Yeah, People are gonna love it.

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Summoners: I’ve got a bad feeling about this.

[Claude’s Office}

Claude,Guild master of the Ikebukuro Guild,Organizer of the fights on the coloseum, With the massive wealth he inherited,He build the great coloseum for his own amusement,to watch he’s gladiators fight to their hearts content.There in his office he Sits on his desks looking quite bored as he reads the documents compiled on his desks,

Claude: Hm, It seems im getting quite bored with this fights, I wish a miracle would happen right now.

Snow:Darling master,I humbly apologize if the fights are adding to your boredom,I’ll negociate with some guilds to have a fight on the coloseum.To ease your boredom.

The room falls silent,....Until Garmr jumped out of the doors like a madman and quickly taiks to Snow,Whom is quite aggitated by the rude behavior.

Snow: Garmr!,What did i told you about opening doors.

Garmr:Ummm,Sorry, Master here,Said he wants to fight.

Claude:Is that so?... HAHA!,Our dear gladiator never cease to surprise us,He has saved me from this painful boredom,Snow set our gladiator to fight Macan.

Snow:As you wish darling master, Garmr lead Harumo to the a room to prepare.

Garmr:Yes Snow, WOOF.

Claude whom 2 minutes ago was bored and now back to his usual charismatic grin,Snow waiks towards the locker room where Macan is,Garmr leads Harumo to a room in order to prepare for his inevitable fight with the number 1 ranker of the Ikebukuro Guild,Macan.

Your party were waiking towards the underground coloseumn,When you were pounced by Garmr to come with him to the room for preparations.

Harumo: Wait,Im going to fight right now.Also who is it im going to be fighting.

Garmr: Master Claude said Macan.

Kengo:You’ve got to be kidding me here, Macan really is it that too much.

Shiro:Well for starters,They don’t know about Harumo”s memories being lost.Though,It is a little bit too much to pair him to Harumo already.

Kengo:Little bit?!,We’re taiking about the number 1 ranker of the guild,plus a bloodthirsty monster that literally wants to eat everything.

Ryota:Can he really eat anything?,Really?

Moritaka: I sure hope Harumo will be able to remember how to summon his sacred artifact from this plan.

Toji: Im starting to doubts in this plan of your Takabushi.

Kengo:Do you guys think i would let my partner be in harms way.

Besides im going to be his teamate in this fight,So you don’t have worry.

Harumo:Really?,You’re going to be my teamate in this fight.

Kengo:Yeah, I promised that i will protect you and fight with you side by side.

Harumo:Pro..missed...

A sudden image appeared in your mind ,A picture of 2 hands shaking as a sign of deal,Appeared on Harumo”s mind. The scenario was a bit shaky and Harumo was in a state of blank in reality.

Ryota:Uhm,Harumo? You okay?.

Harumo:Oh, Yeah, I just ......remembered.. something.

Shiro:What is it?.

Harumo:Hm,...Ah,Its a bit blurry,But i saw ...two hands shaking.

Shiro:Two hands? Shaking?.....Hm

Shiro: It appears to be a memory you’ve lost.

Ryota:Does this mean he’s starting remember something?.

Shiro:It appears so, And i hate to say this but.....Kengo’s plan might actually work. 

Saying does words almost made Shiro puke for the fact that Kengo’s plan is acutally working, 

Moritaka:Shiro are you unwell?.

Shiro:N-no,its nothing, Its just disturbing to me.

Ryota: Don’t worry Harumo will be cheering for you as loud as we can, So be c-careful o-okay.

Harumo: Yeah, I’ll try my best.

Kengo:Lets go partner,See you later guys.

Moritaka: Give it your all you two, Fight valiantly.

Harumo:See you later guys.

As both of you departed you and Kengo went to the preparation room,Your friends went to the audience to find a good spot to watch your upcoming dangerous fight,With the intent of remembering how to summon your sacred artifact.

Now inside the locker room of the bersekers,the room is fume with the smell of sweat and blood from the gladiators who simultaniously take turns fighting one another in pairs, There Macan is seen punching a sandbag and ripping it to shreds like a vicious beast who got his prey, Snow enters the room to inform Macan about his upcoming match whom he doesn’t know who is going to be his next prey, 

Snow: Hello gladiators, I would like to inform Macan about his upcoming match today, 

Bathym:Hey Snowy, Macan is going to fight today?, Who’s his next prey,

Nomad:If you’re wondering where that idiot is,His over there chewing the sandbags again.

Ikutoshi: Macan doesn’t normally have matches, So who’s going to be his opponent.

Snow: AH, Thank you, 

Bathym:You didn’t even answer my question.!

Snow waiked towards Macan,Chewing and ripping the sandbag and other furniture he could get his hands on, You can tell by the number of broken benches and stuffing layed on the floor beside him, There Macan didn’t notice Snow approach him.

Snow:Macan,I would like to inform you about your upcoming match,

Macan:*Chewing* Huh i’ve got a match today, Whoever it is i’ll pass i’l just that sucker up,They have to be juicy you know.

Snow: I assure you your opponent will do you nicely, Because your opponent will be....Harumo.

The room falls silent,The rankers shocked and Macan stopped chewing the ripped sandbag,His eyes widen, Macan breaks the silence by.

Macan:WHAT?!.

Bathym:Harumo is here?, And he’s gonna fight Macan,WHOOOO this is going to get nasty.

Ikutoshi: Harumo’s gonna fight this bastard, But not me, Whats going on here.

Snow: We don’t know exactly,But as long as my darling master Claude is happy,Then i have questions to asks.

Macan:HAHAHA!,That guy has a lot of guts,I like it,I can finally devour him and he’l be mine.HAHAHA.

Macan grits his teeth in excitement,The bersekers are intrigued and a bit suspicious about it, Horkeu Kamui, The 7th ranker happens to have arrived at the coloseum, Whom doesn’t know his beloved hero is here aswell,everyone of the rankers aren’t fully aware about Harumo losing his memories again,So they couldn’t help but feel excited since Harumo is admired by everyone he comes across with.

Horkeu Kamui:.....

Horkeu Kamui waik towards the halls of the guild to ask Snow about his upcoming match. 

{PREPARATION ROOM}

Inside the room escorted by Garmr,You and Kengo both discuss about your strategies and coming up how to target his weak spot ,But...

Kengo:Hey partner?,You okay.?

Harumo:Kengo,...Are you sure i’ll be able to get my memories back?.

Kengo:What do you mean?

Harumo:I mean...What if..I can’t remember everything.

Kengo:To be honest with you....Im not entirely sure whether this will help.

Harumo:What?!,Then why did you 

Kengo:Its because i want you remember the times we fought side by side!.

Kengo:I ask Shiro about this and he said.

[FLASHBACK]

Shiro:I get that you plan to have him remember the times you fought together, But there is a high possiblity this won’t work. 

{END OF FLASHBACK]

Kengo: Whatever that nerd says, I don’t care, I promised that will fight side by side and im not gonna let you fight this on your own,BECAUSE We’re PARTNERS REMEMBER!,

Harumo:Part....ners

A sudden image again appeared on your mind,This time an image of a large transient infront of you and there was someone by your side ready to fight with you, And a quick flash of someone kissing you,You couldn’t make who it was because you saw the scenario with from your front.But the person closely resembles someone very familiar to you. And another scenario where the person whom fought with you said the word.PARTNERS!.

Kengo:ahh.Hey Harumo ,You okay there?.

Harumo:Oh. Y-yeah its nothing.

Kengo:Alright then,Lets go,Are match is coming soon.

Harumo:Wait?!,Really!?..

Kengo:Yep, Just remember if you can’t handle him,lure him to me,.

Harumo:O-OKAY.

Your friends were waiking on the halls of the guild finding the audience section to watch your match,feeling worried and nervous about the fight that you will fight unharmed, Ryota can’t hide his worrying.

Ryota: IM REALLY WORRIED OF HARUMO!.

Shiro:Thaa,Ryota don’t shout all of a sudden,Im more worried than you right now, I sure hope that idiot knows what he’s doing,If this plan fails then Harumo won’t remember anything at all.

Moritaka: Friends,calm yourselves, Kengo will protect Harumo if he gets into trouble, So don’t worry about at it all, What we should be focusing on is supporting them,rather than making them worry for us.

Toji: I trust Takabushi will protect Harumo if he ever gets in a pitch, Moreover the guildmaster thinks highly of Harumo yet he doesn’t know that he lost his memories.

Shiro: We should tell Claude about this,

Moritaka: I think his office is right around this corner,wait.........Its Snow!.

Your friends runned towards Snow, to inform his about your memories being lost.

Moritaka: Greetings Snow, its been a while hasn’t it.

Snow: Yes, Greetings Summoners, You’ve certainly are an unpredictably guild, asking for a fight all of sudden, May i ask why.

Shiro: Allow me to explain Snow...Ahem.,..Harumo has lost his memories.and were trying to get them back.

Snow:My word!, How unfortunate,I terribly apologize,Moreover are you all inform about his opponent?.

Ryota: Yeah, He’s going to fight Macan right?

Snow:Correct, You see my darling master Claude was feeling bored at that time,When Garmr informed us about Harumo wanting to fight,In his excited state he couldn’t resist to match him with Macan,Also..... Im very grateful to you summoners.

Snow takes a bow to the summoners as a sign of gratitude to them for making his darling master Claude happy,

Shiro: Well, Your welcome,But...... i do hope Harumo might remember something from this.

Snow:May i ask why?.

 Shiro:You see ..Harumo has fought on the coloseum before, And we’re wondering if he fought again on the coloseum,He might remember something from the time he was in the Ikebukuro Guild to get Kengo back.

Snow: I see, I pray for your success, Be rest assured,If Harumo is badly beaten,our medical staff will treat him quickly as possible,

Snow takes a quick bow to the summoners and waiked towards the door behind you all. And....

Ryota:BADLY BEATEN?!.

Ryota can help feeling even more worried from Snow’s words,He’s getting really nervous about his friend who’s going to fight someone big and scary.

Moritaka: Ryota, Do not worry yourself, 

Ryota: How could i not worry?,..Harumo is going to fight someone really scary.And he lost his memories and doesn’t even know how to fight. So excuse me for being the worry wart here.

Toji: Ryota Yakushimaru, How long have you known Harumo,?

Ryota: What?.....Uhm....Months now.

Toji: In those months,Harumo has fought all his life with or without us, Yet he came out victorious and still smiling. Even if he lost his memories,Im sure he’l find a way to come out okay from this. He has done it before haven’t he.?

Moritaka: Toji is right Ryota,He has fought like a great warrior all this time,He gives everything he’s all in every fight and he’l never give up until the end. 

Shiro: I full heartedly agree,When Harumo and i fought during his first day at school we caused that exception incident,He never gave up in the face of danger,Even when i was weak and cowardly,He brought me back up and bring my spirits up,So im sure he’l not give up on this one.

Those words speak words of fact and deep appreciation to the one friend who has shown out of nowhere, Whom Has become a great influnce to every person he comes across with,He has fought for his friends and even strangers even,But thats why he fights. Because every stranger he comes across with has become like he’s own family ever since being summoned to this strange world,Because those strangers are the only ones he got,To prevent from being alone on this strange Tokyo. 

Moritaka:I know you’re worried,all of us are,But worrying won’t help him,The one thing we can do as he’s friends is to give him our unwaverving support to him. 

Moritaka,Toji,Shiro,Spoke out the words Ryota needs to hear inorder to easy his worriying,And it has worked,He is still a little worried but the not kind of worry before.

Ryota: Y-You’re right guys, Harumo is going to be fine.He has Kengo by his side,So i’ll try not to worry to much,

Moritaka:Thats the spirit,Now lets go to Claude to inform him about Harumo’s condition.

Snow:May i join with you aswell,

Moritaka:Yes you ca-......aH,When did you get here?.

Snow:My apologise,i came to get some tea for my darling master,When i heard you all taiking awhile ago,I’l glady escort you all to Master Claude to inform him, And, you will have the best sits to watch them.

Ryota:Really?!, Thanks Snow we really appreaciate it.

Snow:Now shall we be on our way then?

Summoners:Yeah!.

They joined Snow to meet with Claude who is sitting at the best sits in the entire arena, 

[PREPARATION ROOM]

The room both of you are in falls silent as you hear the cheers of the audience reach towards you even though the walls are supposed to be sound-proof, Signing Macan has already arrived at the arena, Kengo gestures you to get ready and get up to waik through the door and go through the halls leading to the arena.

Harumo: Here we go!.

Both of you head towards the halls and are met with audience’s eyes with a look saying  “you’l be dead”,You brushed it off and head towards the arena were Macan is surprised with eyes widen,His teeth griting and starting to drop saliva,like a vicious hungry predator had found his prey, Taurus Maske{AKA  Daisuke from Yoyogi Academy} will be the commentator for the match, And as always he’s hyperness makes him worthy of being a commentor for this match.

Taurus Maske: ARE YOU READY PEOPLE!, IT IS I TAUUUUURUUUUUSSSS MASKE!. Im going to be your commentator today and im would like to thank I Guild master for this match, Here we in the red corner The bloodthirsty Lion of the Ikebukuro guild MACAN!, 

Macan:*ROARS*

Audience: YEAH!, MACAN!,

Harumo:*whispering* Who’s he Kengo?

Kengo:*whispering* Thats Taurus Maske, He’s also a ranker and a very hyper fighter, BUT He’s strong.

Taurus Maske: And the blue corner we have a pair fighting our champion today,  Harumo and Kengo!,

Claude: Hold it!.

Everyone: HUH? *Wondering*

Claude: As the Guild Master of the Ikebukuro Guild,......... I would like Harumo to fight Macan alone.

Claude as the Guild Master has superior authority on his members and also the power to decide who’s fighting who whenever he pleases, Since he’s favorite gladiator is fighting the champion it only makes sense for them fight one on one.The audience takes a second to process what he said and the entire underground coloseum is erupted by loud cheers from the audience signaling for a one on one fight,The summoners and You are both shocked and worried now. Kengo protested and the summoners explained your current condition to Claude.

Kengo: Hey, Whattdya mean he’s gonna Macan alone?,No way im letting him fight him on his own.

Shiro:Guild Master Claude, I wanted to inform you that,..Harumo has lost his memories, 

Claude: Haha!,Splendid this will make the fight much worth to watch,Kengo i would you to leave the arena and let him fight.

Kengo:As if im going to listen to you,No way!,We’re gonna to di this together, Right partner?.

Harumo: Yeah!.

Audience:*BOOING*

The entire arena is filled by the boos and disappointment from their voices,Wanting the fight to be a one-on one. Some are even throwing their snacks at them

Andvari:WHOAH!,.....Hey watch it you idiot, 

Audience member:Hey do you have something heavy to throw,I’ll pay you a thousand coins if you do.

Andvari: Here you go, A dumbell that will be a thousand coins.....Heheh looks like im gonna make a profit after all.

 Andvari who happens to be selling there, Sparked his eyes and make a grin that shows his greedyness,Takes the opportunity to make a profit, By selling snacks but, not as consumables,Rather,Throwable objects to throw at the arena.

You are stuck in a situation where you either ask Kengo to let him fight on your own, or Protest. However.

Macan:*ROARS*

Everyone falls in silence from the roar and Macan,

Macan: Let them fight me, That just means more food for me, Hey Claude let them fight,Its been a while since i have good meal.

Claude took a second to think,Squinting his eyes a looking directly at the gladiators,And

Claude:HAHAHA!, I will allow this,Go Macan feast on your prey,Make this a spectactular bout,A fight to remember in history.

Harumo:Phew, 

Kengo: All right then.

Taurus Maske: Alrighty then,....BEGIN!.

As soon as Taurus signaled it to begin,Macan quickly rushed in,Pouncing at you directly as the main dish,

Macan: Im going to devour you,

Harumo:Whoah!,

You tumbled away from him, As if your muscles are on auto-pilot, Macan tried pouncing at you again, But

Kengo:RARGH!,

A punch landed on Macan’s cheek followed by a sweep kick to Macan”s abdomen, Saving you in the process.

Harumo:Thanks Kengo,

Kengo:Don’t let up,Watch out!,

Macan: RAAAA!,

Macan landed a punch at your stomach,With the force from his punch so great, it throws you at the corner of the arena’s cage covering.

Kengo:Harumo!,

Taurus Maske: Oh!, Thats a punch i don’t want to get,

Harumo: *Gasping for air*

With the impact so strong,It hurts your back and immediately gasping for air almost to the point were you are about to puke.

Kengo delivers a series of combos to Macan followed by the use of his sacred aritfact,While Macan is dodging them and punched Kengo at the face,Throwing him in a corner.

Kengo:Hrgh!,

Harumo: K-Ke..ngo...

You look at Kengo down to his knees while Macan is waiking towards him like a tiger about to it his prey, When you look at him,Your mind flashes an image of you saving someone, You were there when you mutter something,leading to an appearance of a sword in your hands, You could hear it very clearly and the image is starting to become much more clearer in your mind, You’re starting to remember something and that is.

Harumo:Role of the Wanderer, Rule of Rending,Thou who art nameless in this world and powerless to claim this world...Deceive the world,hinder the world,and by thy false name,manifest in this closed domain! Avatar of the Serpent’s tail,severed by the Wanderer!, Bare thy Rule of Rending and cleave all power and authority!

Harumo:Engrame mine name unto thee and come forth! BOUNDLESS TAIL!

A bright light engulfed the entire arena and with that,You’re holding something  in your right hand....... 

Harumo: A sword?!.

Shiro: Harumo...

Kengo: Allright partner you’re back,

Harumo:This? is my Sacred Artifact?, All right then. 

Weapon on hand,you have found a way to beat Macan and charged at him,Swinging it to his body and you’ve manage to cut him.

Macan:*Groans* Not bad,

Macan grins at you when you slashed him and the beast is starting to get more wild as time flies by, 

Horkeu Kamui: My hero....

Horkeu Kamui had just arrived at the coloseum only to be shocked by you fighting Macan the number one ranker,Horkeu stands in bewilderment and watches your fight closely...

Kengo:Hey don’t forget about me idiot.

Kengo who has recovered from the blunt of Macan”s attack delivers heavy combos at Macan who has his back turned around, 

{Punching and kicking sounds}

Macan: RAgh! 

Macan is now fighting two powerful gladiators and he grins in delight and ecstacy to see his food getting more tender and juicier by every second the match goes on. Macan then.

Macan: Ahhh!, I can’t take it and longer!,AHHHHHH!.

Macan”s loincloth started glowing green signaling both of you that his activating his sacred artifact,You instinctively backed away from him and shouted at Kengo to get away, However...

Macan:AHHHHHH! Mad Tiger!,Harimau Gila!,Uraghhh!.

He’s eyes are much more greener than they were and his body grown much more bigger than it was,The crowd cheered in furocity as the summoners watch from Claude’s area,They cheered more loudly to you both, Even the rankers are bewildered as well,Because this is the first time they saw Macan activating his Sacred Artifact during a match, The commentator is yelling in astonishment for the unexpected development of this match. Kengo activates his sacred artifact and you are preparing for Macan”s attacks. But..

Macan: Uraagghhhh!

Harumo: AHHH!.

You’re body recieved hard punches from Macan,However this punches are much more harder than they were before. You used your sword to block the punches however with the force from his punches your guard was shattered, 

Kengo:HARUMO!

Macan:RAAAAGH!

You were hit by a punch at the face that feels like a train ran you over and by the force of it you flew directly at the cage wall surrounding the arena. And brought down to your knees gasping for air, It feels like your lungs are struggling to properly distribute the oxygen in your body.

Kengo: URAAAGH! TAKE THIS YOU BASTARD!.

Kengo delivered hard blown combos at Macan filled with rage, Macan then countered his attacks followed by wild punches.

Kengo and Macan: RAAAAGGGGHHH!.

A bloody slugfest is occuring in the arena and the crowd couldn’t be more happier to see such a display of strength. The summoners however are worried for Kengo as they see their friend getting covered in blood and Harumo is trying to recover from the damage he accumelated. In this moment right now Macan has the advantage, 

Shiro: Kengo.....Please.....

Ryota:KENGO!.

Toji: Stop this match now!, He’s gonna kill Takabushi.!

Claude: I will not ! This is the climax of every bout,This is the moment all gladiators derive pleasure from,I will not let this match stop until one is left standing.

Toji:Why you..

Moritaka:Toji calm yourself,Kengo wouldn’t want this stop either, You have to believe in Kengo right now, He’’l survive.

Toji:*GRITS HE’S TEETH*

Macan with his overpowering strikes he smashes Kengo’s guard and delivered a punch to the face,Beating him down and he;s body is battered and covered in blood.You watch in horror as you see your friend beat down and about to get eaten. Macan has reach the full ecstacy of a beast and is now unable to control himself from grabbing Kengo and about to bite him. However....

LET....HIM.....GOOOOOO!.

By the words shouted by you. Horkeu Kamui is shocked in belief because the sword on his side started shaking and being pulled from the sheath. And a bright glow emerged from both your swords, 

Horkeu Kamui: The ice cleaving blade! It wants to go its master!.

Without hesitation he pulls the sword out of its sheath and it quickly sprang into action and flew towards you, leaving a cold air from its path.

Harumo: A-another sword!?

Everyone is surprise from the sudden apearance followed by a shout from Horkeu saying 

Horkeu kamui: My Hero!, The ice cleaving blade will aid you,Use it now!.

Claude and the summoners are surprised by the sudden development aswell as the rankers and Kengo too,Macan however is now being controlled by his instincts to devour his prey and without hesitation you took the sword and now your other sword has a companion to aid you in battle,Both of your swords glowed in different colors,But your own sword is glowing with the colors of the rainbow, 

Harumo: Whoah...Allright you’re going down Macan!.

The crowd cheers you on,and without hesitation you rushed towards Macan,He readies himself for the attacks,But your attacks cut him and made him bleed. You attack him in a 2 hit style combo and slashing him on every part on his body you could find..But Macan doesn’t let up,he immediately counters your attacks, however the ice blade with its power to froze anything instantly freezes Macan”s arm slowing his movements giving you a better chance to attack him,and you did,Macan appears to be weakening from your attacks aswell as the punches he recieved from Kengo who is layed down on the arena with his eyes still open,seeing you fight like a madman.

Kengo: Nice one...Partner...

Harumo:Take this!.

You’re about to deliver the finishing slash only to be stopped by the sudden charging from Macan,

Harumo:What the..

Kengo: NO!, HARUMO!.

Macan grabs you both on your arms unabling you from using your twin swords to cut free from his grab. Macan grabs you tightly with both of his hands and about to devour you alive.

Harumo:AHH!.

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With all hope seems lost,Your friends watched in horror as they watch you about to get devoured,Claude’s face turned into a face like they seen someone very precious to them get killed infront of them, Everyone is shocked in silence,The rankers are tried to rush towards the arena to stop him but they won’t be able to make it, Horkeu is filled by rage and quickly dashes towards the arena to strike him,However he won’t be able to make it.

Horkeu Kamui:MY HERO! NOOO!

Summoners:HARUMO!!!!

Everything you see started to move very slowly and as you looked around you see infront of you Macan”s mouth wide open and you can see the sharp fangs and teeth. You watched it happen slowly thinking how to free yourself.

Harumo: Is..is this the end?.

You were about to get eaten without even having your memories returned to you and being with the friends whom are helping you, Are about to be forgoten. BUT....

Kengo: Role of the Barbarian!,Rule of Infinitude! Engrave thy name Kengo Takabushi unto thee. GEANT BASHER!.

Lighting appeared around Kengo wrapping his entire body full of electricity. And without a moments notice he sprang towards Macan kicking him in the face,With force from it so hard,Macan drop his grip of you and flew all the way the cage wall and almost to the brink of breaking. 

Kengo:Partner!, Hey!, Hold on!. 

Harumo:Ken...go...

After you muttered his name you fell on his hands and fall into a state of unconsciencess,

Kengo:HARUMO!.

He holds you dearly in his arms as you sleep, Macan however is not done yet and stands himself up and ready to pounce at your battered body,However Kengo is really mad,

Kengo:RAAAAAAAAA!.

Rage and fury fill his body,pulling no hesitation in his attacks,He delivered devastating attacks at Macan almost to the point of dead, He over and over punches and kicks Macan everywhere in his body due to the electricity in his body making his attacks sting like crazy. Everyone watches the slughter happen in their eyes and are quite shocked in excitement as the match continues on.

Macan:URAAAGGHHH!.

Kengo:RAAAAAAAAAA!.

The bloody exchanges of blows fills the arena with blood and sweat fom the devasting slugfest,And as time goes on Macan gradually weakens and Kengo seizes the opportunity to deliver the final blow.. 

Kengo: THIS IS FOR ME!

He punched Macan at his left cheek. Followed by 

Kengo: AND THIS IS FOR MY HARUMO!

He delivers the reassuring final blow of his life the most powerful attack he has ever delivered at an opponent. 

Kengo:RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

He activated his sacred artifact and punched Macan’s right cheek,flying him towards the cage wall,with the force so great the cage wall broke and Macan landed at the audience knocked out...

Silence fills the entire underground coloseum for the first time,everyone even the guild master as well as he’s butler Snow and the rankers but most especially the summoners,Everyone are silent shut from the upcome and then a few seconds to process everything.

Everyone:*CHEERING LOUDLY*

Shiro: Holy mother of......They did it!.

Ryota: Yey!,, Both of them did it! 

Moritaka: My word, This is incredible,

Toji: I never knew Takabushi have that much power.

Claude:HAHAHA!, SPLENDID! AMAZING! This the fight that will go down in history. HAHAHAHAH!

Ryota:Guys come on!, Lets go!

Shiro:Right with you.

Moritaka:Wait for me you two..

Toji:...

[ARENA}

Horkeu Kamui:My Hero..

Horkeu arrived at the arena and sees Kengo holding you with his hands at the back of your head,

Kengo:Hey partner....We..did..it..

Kengo’s body has recieved massive amounts of damage,almost to the brink of unconsciousness. 

Horkeu Kamui: Thank you Kengo Takabushi,you have saved my hero,im very grateful.

Kengo: Hey Horkeu..Get him to the infirmary quickly...

Those were the words he spoke before faliing in a state of unconsciousness and 

Horkeu Kamui:What the..

Horkeu is shocked and flabbergasted by the sight he is seeing infront of him..

Horkeu Kamui: Don’t worry,Kengo I’’l’ make sure to bring him to the medical staff....

Horkeu carefully separates you too,And gently lifts Kengo on his shoulders followed by you after he returns the ice cleaving blade back to its sheath. 

Horkeu Kamui: Hold on you two.

Horkeu waik towards the exit and is suddenly showered by applause of gratitude but not towards Horkeu, But rather to the two unconcious bodies you’re carrying.The audience is fully aware that you can’t answer right now,but they feel the need to congratulate you and Kengo for the amazing battle you three did, 

The summoners had just arrived at the exit where Horkeu is, 

Shiro: Kengo! Harumo!..

Ryota:Oh my gosh! they are both covered in blood.

Horkeu Kamui: Do not worry,They are just unconcious,

Moritaka: Thank you Horkeu Kamui, Im grateful for your assistance.

Horkeu Kamui: No need to thank me.. I need to get this two to the infirmary quickly.

Snow: May i assist you Horkeu Kamui?.

Ryota:What the....When did you get here Snow?.

Shiro:What about Macan? Shouldn’t you be assisting him?

Snow: My master requested me to bring them to the infirmary as quickly as possible. but worry not  ,Andvari has already called the medical staff so he should be fine.

Horkeu Kamui: Thank you Snow.

Snow: My pleasure, Allow me to carry Kengo for you,that will lighten up your task.

Horkeu let Snow get Kengo off he’s shoulders and Horkeu carries you with both arms and then rushed towards the medical staff.

Horkeu Kamui: My hero....

AND THATS A FLIPPING WRAP FOR PART 3 HOLY MOLY I FINISHED PART 3 OH MY GOSH NOW I KNOW YOU GUYS ARE WONDERING ABOUT THIS END PART THE HIGHLIGHTED PART,WELL THE THINGS I FLIPPING REGRET NOT SAVING IT IMMEDIATELY BECAUSE I WAS READING DURGA’S SPECIAL QUEST AND THEN WHEN I CAME BACK TO FINISH IT,THE PART THAT I WRITTEN WAS GONE WHEN I CAME BACK TO CHECK ON IT THE HIGHLIGHTED PART WAS JUST ALL I CAN REMEBER AND THAT WAS A GOOD PART IM VERY SORRY FOR THAT EVERYONE....

AS ALWAYS IF YOU LIKE IT THEN HURRAY AND IF YOU DON’T LIKE IT THEN NO HURRAY FROM ME.AND IF YOU GUYS HAVE SOME OPINIONS ABOUT IT,FEEL FREE TO COMMENT DOWN WHAT YOU GUYS THINK OF IT EVERY COMMENT I’LL BE READING SO FEEL FREE TO COMMENT.. THE OTHER PART IS GOING TO BE TAKING SOME TIME SINCE I’VE GOT ANOTHER STORY THAT I’VE BEEN WORKING ON,AND ITS ONLY ON THE CLIMAX SO BE PATIENT 

THANK YOU FOR READING!.

[witchingrey]

‘ and you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light. ’ (from Lelouch)

sentence prompts ➝  poetry starters

Pure silence. Pregnant and laden with death. Purple rims the lower lids of her eyes; still half-open even in her temporary lull; even as trembling fingers that are not hers, hers are limp and slack and rampant rivers with blood, move to close them, she will not move. She, the portrait of suffering. She, the portrait of tragedy. She, the lonely one. She, who will not move, who has once again offered her body as a shield at the beginning primarily for the sake of ambition..now, the purpose convoluted, conflicting.

She will not hear him race to give her privacy. Her body laden with bullet holes and shrapnel sticking like spears out of her chest, her arms, her legs, she will not hear them clamoring down the hall. She will not hear Lelouch and his hitched breathing at the actions taken to save him once more. 

After all they are selfish reasons, right? From the witch who was never given an option or taste of happiness in the first place…for the witch who has only known suffering, trauma and ruin….for the witch who wavers between her wish and the strange resurgence of emotions brought about by this accumulation of time and ‘contract’.

Blood smears her entire mouth; gloved hands which surely prided themselves on being clean on the outside dotting them away yet not without tremors. Her immortality is generally a secret. The only person who knows otherwise is an enemy,  a lost piece that was once a friend. The presence trods on, and in death she almost looks peaceful, as if the woman does not quite want to leave. There is a faint half-smile of relief on her bloodied mouth; her darkening eyelids. Foolish boy turned man, you are safe, I will protect you – foolish, selfish boy for some reason I’ll —…….I’ll…..yo—–

bang,

bang,

bang.

The white pallor of death covers her as if in a snowy shroud. The colorless snow, the silenced screams, the weight of all things and all deaths, all rebirths, all fruitless at best. There is no death, only the death of her heart, the death of any hope of joy…has been all she’s ever known.

So her body is easy to discard. For each time the vain hope that this death will be her ‘last’ becomes fainter; and even as the drumming in her dead ears begins to pulse with the sound of mixed messages. Her true name and her alias, both in tandem. Desperately, desperately, a plead from the world she does not and has never belonged to –

– yet one man demands her return.

The only thing that belongs to her is silence, the penultimate suffering without end. The future that surely will be without happiness…the attachments that will leave her.

It is futile.

It is meaningless.

Her consciousness begs as if from a distance, she hears the faint pump of her heart as trembling hands tend to the largest piece of shrapnel which pierced the lifeless, faded organ in her breast. The bullet in her forehead; the holes in her legs..the caked and congealing blood in her beautiful, beautiful hair. I have died far worse, you know, she almost wishes to comfort him, the lost prince, the boy turned man who could become a King if he truly doesn’t stop.. and what will she do, knowing that beneath it he is still just a boy, and all the while a man grown?

When she coughs, it is an upheaval of blood and phlegm; her dull eyes flitting everywhere and nowhere unaware of hands grasping her scratched and bruised face to keep her to him. “Lel…..”

Hoarse, her throat was not spared. It is perhaps one of the more violent deaths she has paid to save him, hence why she is taking so long. Those proud eyes are not proud now. They are frightened, and there is a pain in them she has never seen in anyone before…for herself? Or is that an illusion? A mirage of witnessing pity? Would Lelouch pity her? Why is there no disgust in his face?

You ought to be disgusted. I am not human. For almost a thousand years I have not been human, and I will never be human. I am every bad thing you have said about me, and every bad thing the world has condemned me for long before you will if ever, know the story of that name only you in this world will know —-

Dizzily, and with blood spilling from the corners of her lips as she struggles to speak; C.C. remarks dazedly, “But…am….already dead…. long ago….too long….much………….where…. where…this…are….you?” For once her eyes are not bright when she finally sees his face in blurred contrasts. They are dull and almost lifeless; there is no hidden tenderness or fondness, or teasing, or coldness, the capacity for mercy and cruelty in the unfathomably complicated woman named C.C.

As he steadily removes the shrapnel; the bullets are slowly, painfully closing, and each little beat of regeneration sounds like a scream she has long been robbed of. After all, it was never in her fate to know the word ‘happy’ or ‘peace’. Much less even be at peace, the former cadaver feels the acute pain of death and cannot keep her eyes open, the undead, the living corpse….yes, all names she would hurt herself with. She has been an open, gushing wound ever since she was born…hasn’t she? Hasn’t she?

He talks about something, and with blurred hearing, the pain is so much, oh, Father, you who have abandoned me! Oh world, you who never let me live!

“….?”

Her voice was sleepy and tight with pain that she couldn’t properly articulate the words,a dead, hollow rasp, for as her body resurrects, her soul must find a way to resurrect itself back into the body.

“ You……yes….” She begins, a napkin dabs at her steadily decreasing flow of blood in her mouth; still sticky in her throat.

 “ I …not…..hear you Lel…ouch……but you’re fine so..? Ah….I s-suppose  if I’m dead then you live…that’s the way of it…..but you’re a fo-fool….been dead…long t-time…..ugly isn’t it?” 

Her eyes shutter in slurred vulnerability, so vulnerable she does not caution her words; the pain borderline making her delirious as she hears his words again and her bloodied head sags into his lap, lolling backwards if not for his hands to steady it. Another tremor, the back was still damp with blood…

“….You say….str…strange things to-to m-m-me…you …d-don’t know h-how to ch-charm wo-women….” A hitched series of gasps, his hand behind her back as she struggled to breathe.

The heartbreaking words escape with a smile on her half-conscious features, contradictory to her words, she looked oddly lovely in a halo of blood.

“But….I’d like to hear m…y name………..aga…in……….you sound like….lik….” Her eyes shutter; gripping his hand hard to cope with the painfully slow regeneration.

Like you care about me, you who lies to everyone but me…

This death would take time to recover from, he’d think, or try to compartmentalize the sheer trauma of her dying on him again. It was how he worked through the sheer strength of his mind.

For C.C. however, she had died long before she had ever met the exiled Prince. So why….would he say such a thing….. why would he delude himself into humanizing and personalizing nothing more than a ghost? Was it loneliness? Or did he truly cherish her?

And if he did cherish her in the tender, almost aching way he’d pleaded her name as she had died…..then how should she proceed…how frustrating…..

“How….very….strange…..Lel………..you say strange thi………ngs………” A cough as she tries to laugh; lime hair spilling around the floor in a reddened sheet, coughing more as he demands her not to speak.

The Grey Witch falls once again into the cradle of silence; eyes peacefully closed despite the horror of the hallway she had created with her death. Her face, which was still caked in bloodied hair and dried crimson was torn between a faintly broken smile and a wistful longing to hear the cherishing way a person had said her name…at last it was something true.

All the while the halls were silent, as far as she smiled like one who was dead; covered in wounds; the items and bullets which caused her demise pooling in bloodied gaps around their closely knit bodies…and all the while, she was unaware that he had not let her go. But C.C. would never know this, would she…?

Unaware that one man trembled all the while he held her, perhaps recalling the girlish, hopeful voice of Narita, echoing enough to fill a graveyard…haunting in how it had come full circle..

“ Can you say it? Say it again…like you treasure it in your heart���? “

[thecaffeinebookwarrior]

How to Write a Novel:  Tips For Visual Thinkers.

1.  Plotting is your friend.

This is basically a must for all writers (or at least, it makes our job significantly easier/less time consuming/less likely to make us want to rip our hair out by the roots), but visual thinkers tend to be great at plotting.  There’s something about a visible outline that can be inexplicably pleasing to us, and there are so many great ways to go about it.   Here are a few examples: 

The Three-Act Structure

This one is one of the simplest:  it’s divided into the tried-and-true three acts, or parts, a la William Shakespeare, and includes a basic synopsis of what happens in each.  It’s simple, it’s familiar, it’s easy to add to, and it get’s the job done. 

It starts with Act I -- i.e. the set-up, or establishing the status quo -- which is usually best if it’s the shortest act, as it tends to bore audiences quickly.  This leads to Act II, typically the longest, which   introduces the disruptor and shows how characters deal with it, and is sandwiched by Act III (the resolution.)  

The Chapter-by-Chapter

This is the one I use the most.  It allows you to elucidate on the goings on of your novel in greater detail than the quintessential three act synopsis generally could, fully mapping out your manuscript one chapter at a time.  The descriptions can be as simple or as elaborate as you need them to be, and can be added to or edited throughout the progression of your novel.

Can easily be added to/combined with the three-act structure.

The Character Arc(s)

This isn’t one that I’ve used a lot, but it can be a lot of fun, particularly for voice-driven/literary works:  instead on focusing on the events of the plot, this one centralizes predominantly around the arc of your main character/characters.  As with its plot-driven predecessors, it can be in point-by-point/chapter-by-chapter format, and is a great way to map out character development.  

The Tent Moments

By “tent moments,” I mean the moments that hold up the foundation (i.e. the plot) of the novel, in the way that poles and wires hold up a tent.  This one builds off of the most prevalent moments of the novel -- the one’s you’re righting the story around -- and is great for writers that want to cut straight to the action.  Write them out in bullet points, and plan the rest of the novel around them.

The Mind Map

This one’s a lot of fun, and as an artist, I should probably start to use it more.  It allows you to plot out your novel the way you would a family tree, using doodles, illustrations, and symbols to your heart’s content.  Here’s a link to how to create basic mind maps on YouTube.

2.  “Show don’t tell” is probably your strong suit.

If you’re a visual thinker, your scenes are probably at least partially originally construed as movie scenes in your head.  This can be a good thing, so long as you can harness a little of that mental cinematography and make your readers visualize the scenes the way you do.

A lot of published authors have a real big problem with giving laundry lists of character traits rather than allowing me to just see for myself.  Maybe I’m spoiled by the admittedly copious amounts of fanfiction I indulge in, where the writer blissfully assumes that I know the characters already and let’s the personalities and visuals do the talking.  Either way, the pervasive “telling” approach does get tedious.

Here’s a hypothetical example.  Let’s say you wanted to describe a big, tough, scary guy, who your main character is afraid of.  The “tell” approach might go something like this:

Tommy was walking along when he was approached by a big, tough, scary guy who looked sort of angry.

“Hey, kid,” said the guy.  “Where are you going?”

“I’m going to a friend’s house,” Tommy replied.  

I know, right?  This is Boring with a capital ‘B.’  

On the other hand, let’s check out the “show” approach:

The man lumbered towards Tommy, shaved head pink and glistening in the late afternoon sun.  His beady eyes glinted predatorily beneath the thick, angry bushes of his brows.

“Hey, kid,” the man grunted, beefy arms folded over his pot belly.  “Where are you going?” 

“I’m going to a friend’s house,” Tommy replied, hoping the man didn’t know that he was ditching school.

See how much better that is?  We don’t need to be told the man is big, tough, and scary looking because the narrative shows us, and draws the reader a lot more in the process.  

This goes for scene building, too.  For example: 

Exhibit A:

Tyrone stepped out onto his balcony.  It was a beautiful night.

Lame.  

Exhibit B: 

Tyrone stepped out onto his balcony, looking up at the inky abyss of the night sky, dotted with countless stars and illuminated by the buttery white glow of the full moon.

Much better.

3.  But conversely, know when to tell.

A book without any atmosphere or vivid, transformative descriptors tends to be, by and large, a dry and boring hunk of paper.  That said, know when you’re showing the reader a little too much.

Too many descriptors will make your book overflow with purple prose, and likely become a pretentious read that no one wants to bother with.

So when do you “tell” instead of “show?”  Well, for starters, when you’re transitioning from one scene to the next.

For example:

As the second hand of the clock sluggishly ticked along, the sky ever-so-slowly transitioning from cerulean, to lilac, to peachy sunset.  Finally, it became inky black, the moon rising above the horizon and stars appearing by the time Lakisha got home.

These kind of transitions should be generally pretty immemorable, so if yours look like this you may want to revise.

Day turned into evening by the time Lakisha got home. 

See?  It’s that simple.

Another example is redundant descriptions:  if you show the fudge out of a character when he/she/they are first introduced and create an impression that sticks with the reader, you probably don’t have to do it again.  

You can emphasize features that stand out about the character (i.e. Milo’s huge, owline eyes illuminated eerily in the dark) but the reader probably doesn’t need a laundry list of the character’s physical attributes every other sentence.  Just call the character by name, and for God’s sake, stay away from epithets:  the blond man.  The taller woman.  The angel.  Just, no.  If the reader is aware of the character’s name, just say it, or rework the sentence. 

All that said, it is important to instill a good mental image of your characters right off the bat.

Which brings us to my next point...

4.  Master the art of character descriptions.

Visual thinkers tend to have a difficult time with character descriptions, because most of the time, they tend to envision their characters as played their favorite actors, or as looking like characters from their favorite movies or TV shows.

That’s why you’ll occasionally see characters popping up who are described as looking like, say, Chris Evans.  

It’s a personal pet peeve of mine, because A) what if the reader has never seen Chris Evans?  Granted, they’d probably have to be living on Mars, but you get the picture:  you don’t want your readers to have to Google the celebrity you’re thirsting after in order for them to envision your character.  B) It’s just plain lazy, and C) virtually everyone will know that the reason you made this character look like Chris Evans is because you want to bang Chris Evans.  

Not that that’s bad or anything, but is that really what you want to be remembered for?

Now, I’m not saying don’t envision your characters as famous attractive people -- hell, that’s one of the paramount joys of being a writer.  But so’s describing people!  Describing characters is a lot of fun, draws in the reader, and really brings your character to life.

So what’s the solution?  If you want your character to look like Chris Evans, describe Chris Evans.

Here’s an example of what I’m talking about:

Exhibit A:

The guy got out of the car to make sure Carlos was alright, and holy cow, he looked just like Dean Winchester!

No bueno.  Besides the fact that I’m channeling the writing style of 50 Shades of Grey a little here, everyone who reads this is going to process that you’re basically writing Supernatural fanfiction.  That, or they’ll have to Google who Dean Winchester is, which, again, is no good.

Exhibit B:  

The guy got out of the car to make sure Carlos was alright, his short, caramel blond hair stirring in the chilly wind and a smattering of freckles across the bridge of his nose.  His eyes were wide with concern, and as he approached, Carlos could see that they were gold-tinged, peridot green in the late afternoon sun.

Also note that I’m keeping the description a little vague here;  I’m doing this for two reasons, the first of which being that, in general, you’re not going to want to describe your characters down to the last detail.  Trust me.  It’s boring, and your readers are much more likely to become enamored with a well-written personality than they are a vacant sex doll.  Next, by keeping the description a little vague, I effectively manage to channel a Dean Winchester-esque character without literally writing about Dean Winchester.

Let’s try another example: 

Exhibit A:

Charlotte’s boyfriend looked just like Idris Elba. 

Exhibit B:  

Charlotte’s boyfriend was a stunning man, eyes pensive pools of dark brown amber and a smile so perfect that it could make you think he was deliciously prejudiced in your favor.  His skin was dark copper, textured black hair gray at the temples, and he filled out a suit like no other.

Okay, that one may have been because I just really wanted to describe Idris Elba, but you get the point:  it’s more engaging for the reader to be able to imagine your character instead of mentally inserting some sexy fictional character or actor, however beloved they may be.

So don’t skimp on the descriptions!

5.  Don’t be afraid to find inspiration in other media!

A lot of older people recommend ditching TV completely in order to improve creativity and become a better writer.  Personally, if you’ll pardon my French, I think this is bombastic horseshit.  

TV and cinema are artistic mediums the same way anything else is.  Moreover, the sheer amount of fanart and fanfiction -- some of which is legitimately better than most published content -- is proof to me that you can derive inspiration from these mediums as much as anything else.

The trick is to watch media that inspires you.  I’m not going to say “good media” because that, in and of itself, is subjective.  I, for example, think Supernatural is a fucking masterpiece of intertextual postmodernism and amazing characterization, whereas someone else might think it’s a hot mess of campy special effects and rambling plotlines.  Conversely, one of my best friends loves Twilight, both the movies and the books, which, I’m going to confess, I don’t get at all.  But it doesn’t matter that it isn’t good to me so long as it’s good to her.   

So watch what inspires you.  Consume any whatever movies, books, and shows you’re enthusiastic about, figure out what you love most about them, and apply that to your writing.  Chances are, readers will find your enthusiasm infectious.

As a disclaimer, this is not to say you get a free pass from reading:  I’ve never met a good writer who didn’t read voraciously.  If you’re concerned that you can’t fall in love with books the way you used to (which, sadly, is a common phenomenon) fear not:  I grappled with that problem after I started college, and I’ll be posting an article shortly on how to fall back in love reading.

So in the meanwhile, be sure to follow my blog, and stay tuned for future content!

(This one goes out to my friend, beta reader, and fellow writer @megpieeee, who is a tremendous visual thinker and whose books will make amazing movies someday.)